Lyrics to Gunga Din
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If, the nets were full of holes and all the holes were full of dreamsThe dreams were full of fortune they'd be bursting at the seams.The seams were made of gold and you could understand the signsWould you bet your easy money on the Christians or the lions?I'll be true to youNo matter what you doHow you diddlin' ?Fair to middlin'I'll be true to youIf you put into the history books the writings on the wallYou'll turn them into mystery books and they're no use at allNo one listens to the losers or the prophets or the boysIf you wanted to you couldn't 'cause they're making too much noiseI'll be true to youNo matter what you doHow you diddlin' ?Fair to middlin'I'll be true to youThrough the whistlin' and the dancin' and the flyin' of the feet.The drinkin' and the fightin' and the cryin' in the street.There's something I must tell you boy before I jack it in.You're a better man than I am, Gunga DinMy daddy was from Scotland and I couldn't understandA single word he said to me until I was a man.It was about the time I had me wisdom tooth put in'Twas then I saw the whiskers growing on a dead man's chinI'll be true to youNo matter what you doHow you diddlin' ?Fair to middlin'I'll be true to you




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